Auroville – A village for souls

Shed off that pride of being an Indian, Russian, a Punekar, or a proud to be Mumbaikar! We react very slowly as humans, we react as a person. Certainly and obviously so. I stepped in Auroville boundary, and the space changed me. I was more quiet, more receptive, thoughtful. The best part was, I was alone. So I discussed the charm of the place, love for details, the peace, the green patches with myself. As I walked towards MatriMandir, me and mind – had a wonderful conversation.

Was eager to see the globelike structure – Maatrimandir.

I wont talk about how Matrimandir was built, what is the philosophy behind it etc etc. The place i is sufficiently intoxicating. Without keeping a tab on time, i spent hrs sitting admiring the architecture, clicking pictures and doing nothing. Silence, is what I loved.

Would want to go back to Auroville, stay there, interact with people from various countries, share ideas and be a part of a universal city in the making in south-India.

Wall of moments – At the exhibition centre, some nice moments captured

How ‘Mother’ has defined what all petals at matrimandir stand for/and mean. Based on Mother Nature.

HUGE HUGE Banyan tree, just before entering road towards matrimandir. Encompasses shadow of love for humanity. Spent few hrs sitting on the benches you see in the image